LYRIC FOR SALE

By Bernard Morris

(verse 1)
Once the traffic flowed
But now they’ve blocked the road
The Borough Council
Haven’t got a clue
They say it’s for those walking
Cobblers they are talking
They really do not have
A Scooby Doo

(chorus)
Say no to roads to nowhere
And show them all that we care
We need the roads
To get back to our home
To anyone with half a brain
All of this is quite insane
Don’t they know that all roads
Lead to home

(verse 2)
They’ve installed lots of planters
To aggravate the chanters
They say it’s to reduce
The flow of vehicles
They’re known as modal filters
The mind it just bewilders
We just keep on going round and round
In circles

(chorus)
Say no to roads to nowhere
And show them all that we care
We need the roads
To get back to our home
To anyone with half a brain
All of this is quite insane
Don’t they know that all roads
Lead to home

(instrumental bridge)

(verse3)
The Low Traffic Neighbourhood
Is a scheme that only a cretin would
Think up by using
Just a single brain cell
It’s made the problem worse
The Council are a curse
And I’m sorry for ending on
That obvious bombshell

(chorus)
Say no to roads to nowhere
And show them all that we care
We need the roads
To get back to our home
To anyone with half a brain
All of this is quite insane
Don’t they know that all roads
Lead to home